Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 111048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
I nailed him a few more times, then added a second finger. He grunted at the added pressure, but bore down on me to get more of my fingers inside of him. Sweat gathered on my brow as my dick demanded more. I leaned over to kiss Ash. “Tell me you want this. We can still stop. I can make you come like this,” I added as I pressed down on his prostate.
He moaned loudly, but shook his head. “Don’t stop, Aiden. Please don’t stop.”
I slammed my mouth onto his as I carefully pulled my fingers free of his body. His arms wound around my neck as he held me to him and I found myself reluctant to break the kiss. So, I reached between our bodies and grabbed my cock without looking so I could guide it to his hole. Ash tore his lips from mine as I began to push into him. His breath was heavy against my mouth and his fingers dug into my arms.
“Okay?” I asked when my crown sank inside of him.
Ash nodded, his jaw hard. I remained still so his body could adjust. His eyes finally opened and latched onto mine. “Keep going. Need all of you.”
I brushed my palm across his temple and then cradled his head as I began to press forward. By the time I bottomed out, our foreheads were pressed together, we were both struggling to breathe, and Ash’s hands were curled over the backs of my shoulders. “God, Aiden, feels so good. Please, move.”
I gave Ash a final kiss, then reared up so I could watch him as I fucked him. I pinned him to the counter as I began to slowly surge in and out of him. His eyes went wide and then an ungodly moan tore from his mouth. His reactions drove me higher and all thoughts of going slow evaporated. Not that it should have surprised me, considering how beautiful he looked laid out before me, his body splayed and completely open, his eyes giving me the one thing I’d been craving for so long.
I could feel my own orgasm building in my balls, so I dropped my hand to Ash’s dick. There was enough pre-cum to use as natural lubricant. Since I’d been forced to release one of Ash’s arms, he quickly raised it and placed it on my abdomen. As his legs came up to wrap around me, his inner muscles tightened on my cock and I let out a hoarse shout at the added pressure. “God, so good, Ash,” I somehow managed to say. “So fucking good.”
He answered with an unintelligible grunt. I began hammering into him without finesse as the orgasm began to race up my spine. I dropped my weight onto Ash while still managing to keep my hand on his dick. My mouth searched out his and I kissed him hard. “Come for me, baby,” I demanded.
Ash nodded frantically. His fingers dug into my back so he could hang onto me since I was pounding him so hard that his sweat-covered body was sliding farther and farther up the counter.
“Aiden, I…” he began, but then he shook his head.
“I know,” I responded, because I did. There just weren’t any words to describe the perfection of that moment and I chose to believe he saw it that way, too. “Come for me, Ash. I’m right behind you, baby.”
He let out a sob and then cried out in relief as the orgasm slammed into him. His body locked up tight and began jerking violently beneath mine as his cum hit his abdomen and slid down my hand. His release set off my own, and I shouted as the pleasure tore through me in wave after intense wave. I gripped Ash’s hip hard to keep him still as I thrust into him over and over, emptying into the condom. The lack of control both frightened and intrigued me. I’d always been so careful about what I let my partners see. But with Ash, I couldn’t have hidden even if I’d wanted to.
I collapsed on top of him once the orgasm finally released me from its unrelenting grip. I knew I was too heavy for Ash, but I couldn’t seem to make myself move. Instead of pushing at me to get off him, he clung to me, his arms and legs wrapped tightly around my body. His cum was cooling between us, and my dick was slowly softening inside of him, but he didn’t seem to be in any hurry to end the encounter.
For my part, I was afraid to end it. I was afraid he’d say it had been a mistake and that it couldn’t happen again. I was afraid I’d see the regret in his eyes and the trust I’d worked so hard to earn would be gone.